Winchesters Always Stick Together
by SupernaturalIsMyLife1
Summary: Alison Winchester is the eldest child of Mary and John. She has to protect her younger brothers from everything that goes bump in the night, from ghosts and demons to angels and dragons. This is her story, a story of family, love and bravery.
1. Pilot

_**Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, it belongs to the rightful owners. I don't own any characters from the show only my OC.**_

I slowly opened my eyes. I went to check on my brothers, but I barely left my bedroom before the nursery set alight. Daddy came running out of there with my baby brother Sam in his arms and saw me and Dean, who'd come out of our room upon hearing the noise.  
"Take your brother outside!" Daddy told us, handing Sam to Dean. "As fast as you can! Now, kids, go!" he shouted seeing we were just staring at him. He ran back inside the nursery.  
"Come on, Dean!" I ran towards the stairs, Dean quickly following.

We got outside, and I glanced up to see the fire still blazing in the nursery. Dean started whispering to our baby brother, mostly trying to convince himself since we were both pretty terrified. Daddy ran over and grabbed us, me and Dean in each arm with Dean still holding Sammy, just as the nursery window burst. He ran with us to safety, but I noticed something was wrong.  
"Daddy? Where's Mommy?" I asked, confused and kind of worried. It didn't help when instead of answering me Daddy just pulled all three of us into a hug. That was when I realised Mommy was gone, like my dog Rocky had gone. Died, Daddy had called it. Mommy had died, and was in Heaven like Rocky. An ambulance and fire engine arrived a while later. I watched, fascinated, as the firefighters put out the flames. Daddy and Dean were sat on the hood of our car together while Daddy rocked Sam in his arms. Dean was very quiet, unusual for my brother. I knew then that I would protect my younger brothers, especially baby Sammy.

 _ **22 years later**_

I sat in the passenger seat of the Impala, watching my brother Dean drive. He may have been a year younger than me, but he sometimes acted like he was the elder of us, such as bitching at me to put on my seatbelt as soon as I sat down. I'd learnt to just do what he asked of me, unless I felt it really unreasonable such as him not letting me go on a dangerous hunt. Not because I was a girl, thankfully or I'd have punched him whether he was my brother or not. He just didn't like the idea of me getting hurt.

We eventually arrived at our destination - Stanford University. We were here to pick up our brother, Sammy, so we could go and find our dad. Dean entered Sammy's place first, with me following. Sam attacked Dean, obviously not realising it was us.  
"Whoa, easy tiger." Dean had Sam pinned to the ground, trying to stop him from attacking Dean.  
"Dean?" Sam sounded surprised. I laughed and he turned his head in my direction. "Alice?"  
"Hey Sam." I grinned at my little brother.  
"You scared the crap out of me!" Sam accused Dean, turning back to him.  
"That's because your out of practice." Dean replied. Sam quickly fought Dean again, getting the upper hand and pinning Dean to the ground. "Or not. Get off me!" Sam helped Dean up, giving him a small glare.  
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Sam asked us.  
"I was looking for a beer." Dean answered. I laughed and hugged Sam. He slowly hugged back, but kept his eyes on Dean and repeated his question.

"Sam?" came a girl's voice. The light was turned on and we saw a girl stood there, around Sam's age with long blonde hair wearing her pyjamas.  
"Jess, hey… Dean, Alice, this is my girlfriend Jessica." Sam explained to us.

"Your brother Dean and sister Alice?" Jess asked.  
"Yep." I smiled at the girl, liking her already. I saw Sam smile seeing I approved of his girlfriend.

"I love the Smurfs." Dean told Jess. "You know, you are completely out of my brother's league." I punched his arm, hard, seeing him hitting on Sammy's girlfriend.  
"Dean you pig!" He just grinned at me, and I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry, Jess."  
"It's okay. Just let me put something else on." Jess moved towards her and Sam's room.  
"No, no, no. I wouldn't dream of it." Dean stopped her.  
"Dean Winchester, leave the poor girl alone!" I glared at my brother, who rolled his eyes but backed off.

"I gotta borrow your boyfriend here, talk about some private family business." Dean explained to Jess.

"No." Sam told Dean, moving to stand next to Jess. "No whatever you want to say, you can say in front of her."  
"Okay. Um, Dad hasn't been home in a few days."  
"Yeah he was on a hunting trip." I continued, giving Sammy a look. He noticed the look and, knowing what our dad hunted, he told Jess to leave. We eventually persuaded Sam to come with us to look for Dad.

We got into the Impala and started to drive off to look for Dad. Sammy sat in the passenger seat with Dean driving while I sat in the back of the car looking out of the window. I remembered when Dean was six and I was seven we used to sit outside whatever hotel we were staying in and watch the clouds, trying to find creatures in them from Dad's journal. Once Sammy was old enough he used to join us, until we stopped doing it when Dad began taking me and Dean with him on most hunts when we were teenagers. I wondered if Sammy remembered doing that - I knew Dean wouldn't, he'd consider it too 'sappy' a thing to remember about our childhood.

We stopped at a gas station so Dean could fill up the Impala and go and buy some "breakfast" which seemed to consist of crisps and chocolate. I rolled my eyes at him as we headed back to the car. Sammy was still sat in the passenger seat, and Dean leaned over the boot of his car.  
"Hey, want some breakfast?" he asked our brother.  
"No, thanks." Sam answered.  
"You ok, Sam?" I asked my youngest brother, climbing over the boot to get in the back seat while ignoring the glares I got off Dean for clambering all over his car.  
"I'm fine, Alice." Sammy replied to me, sounding like he was bored of saying that already. To be fair, I'd asked him about ten times in the car whether he was okay, was he happy at university and with Jessica, etc, etc.  
"So how'd you pay for that stuff? You guys still running credit card scams?" Dean admitted to still doing this. I then noticed Sam going through the collection of cassette tapes in the car and grinned knowing none of it would be his sort of music - it wasn't mine either.  
"Dude, you've got to update your cassette tape collection." Sammy told Dean.  
"Why?"  
"Well for one, their cassette tapes." Sammy replied, causing me to laugh in agreement. "And two… Black Sabbath? Motorhead? Metallica?"  
"He's got you there, Dean. Your music does suck." I informed him, still grinning.  
"House rules, Sammy, Alice. Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cake hole, back seat keeps her trap shut."  
"Bite me, Dean." I growled at my brother, although playfully.  
"Also, Sammy is a chubby twelve year old. It's Sam, ok?" I rolled my eyes at him.  
"Dude, you've been Sammy since you were born. Kind of hard to stop calling you that now, like it'd be hard for Dad and Dean not to call me Alice." I informed the baby of the family. Dean put on the radio and AC/DC's Back in Black began to play. Dean used that as an excuse to say he hadn't heard Sammy and I carefully kicked the back of his chair.

We saw a group of police cars as we approached Jericho, California. They were around a bridge, and we went to investigate. Dean grabbed the box containing FBI badges for me, Dad and Dean and grabbed his before handing me mine. Sammy had a disapproving look on his face seeing them, but we ignored that. We heard the police officers discussing the car and the missing boy who owned it, Troy.  
"You fellas had another one like this just last month, didn't you?" Dean spoke up.  
"And who are you?" the police officer asked my brother. Me and Dean held up our badges.  
"Federal marshals."  
"A little young aren't you?" the police officer was scrutinizing me and my brothers. I just smiled politely while Dean chuckled.  
"Thanks, that's kind of you." Dean replied.

The information we got from the police officers was that they didn't know what had happened to this Troy kid. We left just as some real FBI agents showed up. We found the girlfriend of the boy, Amy.  
"You must be Amy?" Dean asked the girl.  
"Yeah."  
"Troy told us. We're his uncles and aunt. I'm Dean, this is Sammy and that's Alice." Dean introduced us. I couldn't help laughing a bit at his excuse for knowing her name. The boys went to a restaurant with Amy and her friend to ask her about Troy Squire while I went to look around the town, see if I could find anything else out about the boy. I eventually found out about one of his friends, a boy named Alex who might be able to at least tell me more about Troy - it may not be anything more than the kid lost control of the car and ran off to not get in trouble over destroying a sign.

"Hello Alex. I need to ask you some questions." I showed him my FBI badge just in case.

The information I got from Alex was basically that Troy was a normal teenager who wouldn't have either ran away from the law or killed himself. That meant it was definitely a supernatural thing that had taken Alex. I went to the hotel room to wait for my brothers and saw them researching on the laptop, looking for a female hitchhiker that may be the thing behind this - the ghost of a local girl, maybe.


	2. Goodbye Constance

_**A/N: Thank you to AfsanaSanjida and Dramione Winchester-Halliwell for following and favouriting this story, and thank you to turtlelovermikey3000 for favouriting the story.**_

We eventually found who probably was the culprit - a woman named Constance Welch who killed herself after her two children died. The place that she killed herself was the same bridge where Troy's car had been found, so we headed there to check it out. I couldn't help rolling my eyes at my brothers when they started arguing on the bridge, mostly about Dad. Dean was adamant Dad was here and we'd find him, Sam wasn't so sure. The conversation soon changed to Dean trying to make Sam become one of us, rejoin the family business. When Sam refused, Dean pinned him up against the bridge.

Once they resolved that argument, which I stayed out of figuring it was between Dean and Sam, we turned and saw the ghost of Constance watching us. She then fell into the water and we raced to the edge of the bridge to look for her, but she'd gone. I heard an engine start and looked up to see the Impala lights turn on.  
"Uh… Dean? Sam? We have a problem!" I yelled to my brothers, seeing the Impala lights turn on and the car start moving towards us. The three of us began running away from the car, but it was gaining on us fast. "Jump!" I shouted to them, before we vaulted over the bridge and Sam and I hung on to the supports. I glanced down at the rushing water below us and frowned - one wrong move and we'd be killed like Constance. I looked around but saw no signs of Dean.  
"Dean!" Sam and I began shouting for our brother. We were relieved seeing him crawl out of the water. We climbed back up onto the bridge, glad to see the car was back to being immobile.

We headed to a nearby hotel and Dean used one of his fake credit cards to get us a hotel room for the night only for the guy to say someone with the same name was using this hotel. We headed into room ten, where Dad had been staying, and saw it deserted. Half a burger lay on the table and his suitcase was on the bed like he'd been packing it, maybe to return home from the hunt. There was salt on the floor by the door and on the windowsill, suggesting to us that Dad was hunting the ghost - I knew the salt meant it couldn't enter his room.  
"I don't think he's been here for a couple of days at least." Dean told his siblings, having smelt the burger.  
"So where did he go?" I wondered.  
"Salt, cats-eye shells… He was worried." Sam was beginning to really worry about their father at this point. "Trying to keep something from coming in."  
"The ghost, Constance?" I suggested. Dean shook his head.  
"No, I don't think she leaves the highway and bridge areas." he frowned thoughtfully seeing a pinboard with pictures of the ghost's victims on. "I don't get it. Their different men, different jobs, different ages, ethnicities… Why would she kill them?"  
"Well there's always a connection." I began reading the pinboard herself trying to find the connection - could they be friends?

We eventually worked out that it was Constance we were looking for. We couldn't see in the article where she was buried so we decided to find her husband, Joseph, and see what he knew. It was obvious Dad had done the same thing so maybe Joseph, her husband, would have seen Dad. Dean went to get cleaned up before we left, and Sammy and I found a photo of our family - Dad, Dean and I were sat on the car while Sammy sat in Dad's lap. I had my arm around Dean's neck in the picture. I smiled remembering that day.

Dean headed out to a diner for food, Sammy didn't want anything but I asked him to bring me something back. I went on Sam's laptop to look for the address of Constance's husband while Sam was busy listening to voicemail's Jessica had left on his phone. I heard Sam answer a call and glanced up at him.  
"What?" Sam asked into the phone. "What about you?" he stood up as he asked. I was confused but also worried about Dean, who must be the person on the other end of the call. Sam put the phone away, since Dean must have hung up, and went to the window. He quickly moved to the back of the room as I followed. We managed to get out before the cop could find us, but Dean wasn't so lucky - we heard he'd been arrested although they didn't know his real name or ours. We continued with the case, just Sammy and me. We went to speak with Joseph Welch about his deceased wife, knocking on his door. Sam looked around nervously, obviously thinking the cops were going to find us right now. I rolled my eyes at him, but didn't comment.

Joseph told us he'd seen our dad a few days ago. We found out Constance was buried behind Joseph's old home in Breckenridge. His children died in that house, so he moved away. By the time we left Joseph's place we knew where Constance was buried and that she was killing anyone unfaithful to their partner, because Joseph had been unfaithful to Constance. We headed to find her grave, to hopefully put her spirit to rest before anyone else got hurt.

I sat in the back seat of the car, even though Dean wasn't here and I could have sat in the passenger side I preferred watching the landscape pass as we drove towards Breckenridge to finish the job Dad started. Sammy was on the phone to Dean as he drove.  
"Sammy, look out!" I shouted seeing a woman stood in the middle of the road. Sam was going too fast to notice, but instead of hitting her the woman disappeared when the car touched her. We were both confused seeing that, until we realised that must have been Constance. Sam quickly pulled the car to a stop, then we hear Constance's voice.  
"Take me home." she ordered.  
"Oh my god!" I gasped seeing her sat right next to me. She didn't even look my way when I spoke, just stared at the rear-view mirror.  
"No." Sam told the ghost. That was when the doors locked and the car began moving on its own. The ghost drove us to her old home. "Don't do this." Sam pleaded with the ghost.  
"There's always another way." I agreed with my baby brother.  
"I can never go home." Constance told us. We realised the ghost was actually scared to go home, probably because this was where her children died. The place where she made the decision to kill herself rather than live with their deaths as Joseph did.

Constance then appeared in the passenger seat next to Sam. She pounced on my brother, pinning him to the driver's seat.  
"Hold me." she demanded. "I'm so cold." she started moving closer to Sam, like she was going to kiss him.  
"You can't kill me. I've never been unfaithful." Sam argued with the ghost.  
"You will be. Just hold me." I really wanted to do something but I knew this was something Sam would have to deal with - it was like Constance wouldn't even see me, probably because she was going after unfaithful men like Joseph or the Troy kid. The next thing I knew, Constance was kissing Sam and he wasn't exactly struggling much. Constance disappeared suddenly, and Sam started screaming.  
"Sam! What's wrong?" I leaned over to check on my brother, only to find him clutching his chest while he screamed.

We eventually got rid of Constance by taking her back into the house where her children died. The kids, a boy and a girl, took Constance with them to Hell or wherever they were going. We were just relieved to have solved the case, and I was glad my little brother was safe. We headed off to look for Dad, following a trail left in a journal Dean told us belonged to Dad. I was honestly worried about Dad at this point, surely by now he would have contacted us somehow?


	3. Wendigo

_A/N: Thank you to Asaella for following and favouriting the story, and thank you to megfurtado for favouriting._

 _Turtlelovermikey3000 - I'm glad you like Alison and thank you for such lovely reviews, here's another chapter for you to enjoy, sorry its so short but enjoy_

 _Asaella - Thank you for your lovely review. Here's another chapter for you, sorry it's so short hope you enjoy it anyway_

Sammy sat in the front seat of the Impala, with Dean driving and me looking out the window as usual. He'd fallen asleep as we drove, but he jerked awake suddenly. I knew Sam was struggling to cope after he returned home not long ago to find Jess on the ceiling, the way Dad told us that Mom had died - with her stomach slit open and the room set on fire. It was the reason Sammy was now hunting with Dean and me, but I felt sorry for my brother. He'd truly loved Jess and now she was gone. Even Dean noticed that Sammy wasn't feeling too good, though he didn't speak for a moment. When he finally did, it was to ask a stupid question.

"You ok?" Dean asked our brother. I resisted the urge to smack the back of my brother's head - he was driving after all - and instead rolled my eyes at him.  
"I'm fine." Sammy replied.  
"You can't lie to us, Sam. We know your not fine." I chastised him.  
"Another nightmare?" Dean began basically interrogating Sam. Sammy didn't reply, just cleared his throat which Dean and I both took as a yes. "Wanna drive for a bit?" Sam and I both looked at him like he was possessed or something. As Sam said:  
"Dean, your whole life you've never asked me that."  
"He has a point, Dean. You never let anyone drive your 'baby' not even me." I playfully glared at him. He just ignored me and continued speaking to Sammy.

Once we arrived at our destination, Blackwater Ridge, we headed to the Ranger Station to check out the area. The area was remote, which made me wonder why Dad had been here - unless there had been a monster here but the local ranger didn't mention anything having happened the last few weeks.

"Dude, check out the size of this frigging bear!" Dean interrupted Sammy, who'd been explaining to us about the area, just to show us a picture of a man with a dead bear. He was right the bear was huge…  
"Priorities, Dean." I scolded. That's when Sam told us there were lots of grizzly bears in the area - this sounded like a _delightful_ place to hunt for Dad.

"You three aren't planning to go out near Blackwater Ridge by any chance?" one of the rangers asked. I quickly shook my head.  
"No, sir! My brothers and I are just from UC Boulder." I quickly made up a cover story, which Dean and Sam picked up on.  
" Environmental-study majors. Just working on a paper." Sam added on. Dean made a stupid comment, making me hide a grin.

"Bull." the ranger responded to us. "You're friends with that Haley girl, right?"  
"Yeah, that's right!" I nodded.  
"Yes we are, Ranger Wilkinson." Dean said at the same time. I laughed and muttered 'Jinx' to my brother who rolled his eyes at me.

According to the ranger, this girl Haley's brother was in Blackwater Ridge but wasn't meant to return until the 24th of the month. This made us curious - why would Haley report him missing if he's not meant to be back for four days? Dean and I wanted to find out more about this 'missing boy' but Sam was only interested in going to Blackwater Ridge and finding Dad, which shocked me considering the history between my dad and my brother.  
"Why even talk to this girl?" Sammy asked us as we moved to get into the Impala.  
"To find out more about the boy who may have gone AWOL. Duh." I rolled my eyes at my youngest brother and got into the backseat ignoring the argument between my brothers.

We learnt from Haley that her elder brother, Tommy, usually sent videos or phone calls to let her know he was safe but she'd heard nothing recently and so she was worried. We were currently hiking through the forest towards Blackwater Ridge. Roy, a guy Haley had paid to lead her safely to her brother, was walking in the lead with Dean close behind. Next were Haley and Ben, then finally Sammy and me. I'd refused to let my youngest brother be at the very back - I was sure something might jump out at us from behind and I wasn't losing Sammy.

The next thing I knew, the group had stopped because Roy had grabbed hold of Dean by the shirt. I was about to move over to the man, make him get his hand off my brother, when he picked up a stick and set off a bear trap Dean would have stepped on. I realised how close he'd come to getting hurt and scowled at him.  
"Dean, watch where your going!" I scolded him. He just ignored me, but Roy glanced my way before looking back at Dean.  
"You should watch where your stepping, ranger." Roy sounded sarcastic, like he knew we weren't actually rangers. Which was obvious, since we didn't bring the supplies a ranger would bring and Dean had almost been badly hurt. Not long later, Haley and Dean had stopped. Sammy and I paused nearby, until Dean nodded at us to continue. We began walking again, though I kept glancing at Dean and Haley.

We moved deeper into the forest, until we finally arrived at Blackwater Ridge. There was no sign of Tommy Collins.  
"What coordinates are we at?" Sammy asked Roy, who told him. Me and my brothers noticed there was no sounds at all here - not even insects like crickets. That worried us, it meant something was here although whether it was supernatural or not we didn't know.

 _A/N: Hi guys, so I was thinking for "Dead in the Water" (the episode after this one) I may do Dean's POV for most, maybe all, of the episode. Just a head's up._


	4. Never Giving Up

_A/N: I'm back! Sorry it took me months to update this story again, I lost inspiration for a moment and then life got in the way. But I'm back now with another chapter for you guys. I'd like to thank everyone who followed and favourited this story. I hope this chapter makes up for four months of silence._

"I'm gonna go take a look around." Roy decided. I frowned, and I noticed my brothers weren't happy with that idea either. Especially since we didn't know what it was in the forest so we didn't really like the idea of people going off alone. Besides, I'd seen enough horror movies to know that was a really bad idea.  
"No, we should stay together. It's the safest thing to do."  
"You shouldn't go by yourself." Sammy agreed with me. But Roy refused to listen and walked off by himself.  
"Alright, everyone else stays together." Dean ordered our group.

We kept walking, keeping one eye out for Tommy and the other eye out for any dangers. That was when we heard Roy's voice yell Haley. We all ran towards him, wondering what he had found. I couldn't help thinking that he found Tommy's body. When we got to Roy, I sighed seeing I was sort of right - he hadn't found a body but the campsite which was completely destroyed with blood everywhere. I shook my head, making sure Haley and Ben wouldn't see. Tommy probably didn't survive this attack.

Haley began yelling for her brother, which Sammy managed to put an end to with the news whatever attacked Tommy was probably still here.  
"Sam! Alice!" Dean shouted. We ran over to him and saw he'd found tracks in the mud. The bodies were dragged from the campsite, but the trail stopped cold. I frowned trying to think.  
"Could be something with wings?" I suggested. "Maybe it flew off with the bodies."  
"Maybe…" Dean didn't sound sure. "But I'll tell you what. It's no skinwalker or black dog."

We headed back to the group where Haley had picked up her brother's phone which was broken and bloody. I felt sorry for the girl - I would feel the same if I found the camp like this and it had been one of my brothers camping. Dean tried to comfort her with the news Tommy could still be alive. After all, some monsters kept people for hours or even days before killing them. It all depended on what we were dealing with.

"Help!" a male voice shouted. We all looked up at the sound, before running towards them guns at the ready. We followed the sound of his screaming, but he stopped before we could reach him. We stood deep in the forest, unsure of where we were going. Suddenly Sam froze.  
"Sammy? You ok?"  
"Everyone back to the camp!" Sam yelled, ignoring my question and running back. We all followed him, and when we returned found that the packs had gone meaning we had no phones. Sammy then took me and Dean to a private spot where we could talk business without the others overhearing.

"Dean, I need to see Dad's journal." Sammy ordered our brother. He shrugged and handed it over, though we were both confused as to why our baby brother needed the journal. He found the page he wanted and turned it for us to see.  
"Wendigo?" Dean looked unsure.  
"Think about it. The claws, how it mimicked a human voice…"  
"He has a point, Dean."  
"Great. Well, this is useless." Dean held up his gun. Sam was determined to get the group back to safety, away from the forest where we didn't know how many Wendigo there were - we could be surrounded right now and not know.

Roy and Sam got into a fight - my brother wanting us to leave the forest and then just us three would come back while Roy wanted to stay and hunt himself. Dean quickly broke up the fight. We started to settle in for the night, making sure we were protected until we could get the three normal people out of here in the morning. Dean began drawing Anasazi symbols all around the campsite with Sam watching him while I collected wood to build a fire to keep us all warm tonight. Haley and Ben sat by the fire once it was lit, just watching Dean.

I sat with Haley and Ben. I figured my brothers needed a moment alone for brotherly bonding, and I was beginning to like Haley. She'd stood up to my brothers.  
"Haley. We'll find Tommy." I assured her. I just didn't say he'd be alive when we found him, that wasn't something I could promise. Haley nodded, and Ben smiled. I smiled back. I began playing with my hairstyle while I thought, a nervous habit I picked up when I was a child. I really hoped we'd find Tommy alive, it would destroy his siblings to lose him, I could just see that. I eventually decided to leave my hair loose.

Just then, we heard yelling coming from the forest. It was definitely the Wendigos, trying to draw us out of the protection of the symbols. I kept close to Ben and Haley, figuring if anyone stepped out of the circle it would be one of those two. Roy started shooting at the creatures, eventually hitting one. He ran out of the circle after it, and I quickly followed.  
"Roy! Alice!" I heard Dean's voice behind me but I didn't stop. Dean and Sam caught up to me, and I knew from Dean's face that I would be in big trouble after this was all over. I rolled my eyes and focused on Roy. We stopped, having lost sight of the man.  
"Roy!" I yelled, looking frantically around for any signs of life. There was nothing. After a few minutes of searching, we had to assume that Roy was either dead or taken by the Wendigo and we returned to the camp. We decided it was time to end this, one way or another.

We eventually found Tommy, rescuing him. I was glad none of the Collins died, and that we killed the Wendigo. We hit the road again, my brothers and me, looking for our next case.

 _A/N: I just wanted to end this episode, mostly because I didn't like the first two episodes of Supernatural. It wasn't until S1E3 Dead In The Water that I began to love the show. So that's why this was so abrupt an ending…_

 _I also was thinking two things. One, I didn't really describe Alice much for you guys. I will add a description to my profile for anyone who wants to know more about her. Two, she needs something she's_ _ **really**_ _scared of, like a phobia. Dean is scared of flying, Sam is scared of clowns… If you have any ideas for a good phobia for Alice, let me hear them._


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